7.31.2010

I trying not to be one of those people who's complaining about the mild weather here in L.A., buuuuut, WHAT THE WHAT, am I right?!

Today, it was about 83 degrees with a slight wind... and it's almost August.

Where's the blistering heat?! Where's the melt-your-face-off sun?!

It's 2010- where the fuck is my jet pack and hover board?! Sorry, sorry, I disgress. I get into this thing and... ehhhh, that's another discussion.

Annnnnyway, here's my Summer mixtape! There's not much in the way of new music in this playlist, just some songs you might want to listen to on a lazy summer day.

This mixtape is different for me because it went in this totally 90s "soft rap" route? 90s "soft rap"? Is that a thing? Maybe?? Can you feel the inflection in my voice rising and rising AND RISING with each question I ask? YES? Stop it, Kaya.

Welllll, this has some favorites on here: my fav Tom Petty song, my fav Cranberries song (hellllo, The Babysitter's Club movie, anyone?), my favorite John Fahey song, my favorite Kinks song (shout out to Jaya: we're no longer strangers, my friend), and, as in most of my summertime mixtapes, Led Zeppelin's Going to California (allllways a must). Click on the title to download (only good for 7 days)!

**FEELING MUSIC-Y YET?
This made me laugh and LAUGH AND LAUGH. Eventhough he's on the fast track to ruining my great state of CA, The Governator has a COVER BAND. "WHHHA?" you ask? In this video, the metal band, Austrian Death Machine, basically scream/sings dialogue from his greatest movie, Kindergarten Cop. If you're not into speed metal, skip over to the 0:30 second mark to hear them scream, "YOU THINK IT MIGHT BE/ MIGHT BE A TUMOR. IT'S NOT A TUMOR/ IT'S NOT A TUMOR." Another great line? "IT DOES NOT MATTER WHO MY DADDY IS" (found at the 1:00 minute mark). Annnnother great line? "AND ALL THESE QUESTIONS GIVE ME A HEAD..... ACHE." (at the 2:14 minute mark).

Also, yesterday was the first time I've ever heard a Drake song. Really. Jaya had to email his song, Over, and it ain't bad. I still don't know who you are Drake, but I will figure you out! And with that, here are the other musical gems filling my ears (that couldn't make it on the playlist):

MIMS: This Is Why I'm Hot

Slick Rick & Doug E. Fresh: La Di Da Di

**OBLIGATORY PICTURE POST: Same Difference.
This strangely looks a LOT like what I wore in the last post, which is weird, because I normally dislike wearing sooo much black, especially in hot(ish) weather. This is my version of what Jaya wore, based on this picture from No Futvre.

Ohhhh, look at that white hair! Fun fact about meeeee: My first white hair popped up when I was about 12 years old. I don't know much I have now (constant hair coloring), but ONE DAY (shaking fist at sky), I will go Rouge-style (via X-Men)! Gambit, you can call me, "Mon Cherie" anytime.

7.22.2010

Over the weekend, Jaya and I went to the FIRST EVER L.A. Flea Market at Dodger Stadium and it was... ehh.

But I won't judge it too harshly because, you know, it was only the first one, and it was 304983023 degrees outside. At one point, we were walking up a small hill and it just felt like we were getting closer and CLOSER sun- it was pretttty gnarly.

The funniest thing- not that many people walking the flea market, but TONS of people surrounding the food trucks. WHAAA? You paid $5 to get in just so you can pay another $7 for fried things that you could get cheaper in Chinatown?! (But to keep it real, we paid, like, $4 for curly fries and garlic mayo).

The only things that we ended up buying (beside delicious fries) were a handful of friendship bracelets (a couple to wear, another to send to a friend); a semi-precious stone ring for Jaaaaa, and two bug marbles (explained below). Soooo, we didn't make out like bandits, but at least I ended the day with cash in my pockets!! WHAT WHAT!

PICTURE TIME!!
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The stadium:

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Some gold + black fans:

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Jaya: "I wonder how much that it?"

Me: "The gold panther?"

Jaya: "Ummm, I guess that, too. I meant the rug."

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The view of downtown from the Flea Market.

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One of the most interesting booths: dead animals and insects captured in plastic. We bought a couple of bugs in flat marbles (one for Jaya, another for a friend who will definitely cringe).

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Ahhhh! A white mouse IN a gear box knob!

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THINK BLUE.

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What I wore that day. I am AMAZED that I didn't melt in a black top (again, 908324098 degrees outside). I'm a little saddened that I'm not wearing a more thrifted/flea market scavenged get-up, but whatevs, it happened. I'll try harder next time.

7.21.2010

I think my Comments link isn't working, so I'm posting up something to to sssscheck it out. (If someone knows how to re-install Disqus on Blogger... well, I guess you couldn't TELL ME BECAUSE THE COMMENTS AREN'T WORKING. Dammmmmn you Sharktopus!!)

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Here, look at turrrrrible pictures of my ever-growing Fozzie Bear (aka tomato plant). They are sweet with a slightly salty aftertaste (ummm, sounds dirty) and are the perfect size for salads.

**EDIT: It works! The murderous rage storm I was feeling earlier has subsided and now, looking back at those style pictures: I want #001's hair, I want #002's color palette, I want #003's... EVERYTHING (demeanor included), and lastly, I want #004's adorableness (and hair and necklace).

7.19.2010

Do you know what I believe to be one of the last, greatest mysteries left in this stalker-y, internet-based world?

Hearing someone's voice for the first time.

A person's voice can be like a newborn baby giraffe- really sweet and adorable, but all KINDS of awkward; or it can be like some of these summertime blockbuster movies- it's maybe all right, but ultimately kind of a letdown (and definitely not worth $9 ticket price).

Ssscheck it out. GO AHEAD AND JUDGE ME FOR SAYING "CAR-MUL" AND NOT "CAR-A-MEL." In my defense, if I don't have to say an extra syllable, I AIN'T GONNA.

Things you might learn about me via this video:
001/ I am a fidgeter. Fidget, fidget.
002/ I'm not wearing sunglasses to be a douche. Jaya just reminded me that watching video of people not looking directly the camera is painful.
003/ I'm a looooow talker (I'm whispering right now).
004/ I'm not much of enunciator. I mean, "com-fa-toh-bull"?
005/ I be from Los Angeles, CA. REPRESENT.
006/ In order to diffuse possibly awkward and unfunny situations, I "tend' to (re: probably always) sound like a gay choirmaster who's in love with show tunes. Trust me, you'll understand when (or if, I dunno if you want to watch this. no pressure) the second video.